On the busy Iris Street that morning, citizens passing Capim Mansion scattered in fright at the earth-shaking explosion. Only after realizing they were not in danger did they look up toward the source of the sound.
Every window in the villa standing amid the vast lawn had shattered. flames and black smoke poured from every door and window, and one wall had been blasted open with a huge hole. A figure trailed black smoke as he flew out through it, arcing through the air before landing on the lawn outside the villa.
The figure staggered to his feet, his steps unsteady as he nearly collapsed again. But he managed to steady himself before falling into the fountain pool. Half his face was covered in soot, while the other half was torn and mangled. His trench coat had been reduced to strips of cloth, the shirt beneath it was ablaze with several yellow flames, his left hand wore an iron-black glove, and his right shoulder was a bloody mess. It was Harras, who had narrowly escaped death.
He rolled into the nearby pool and used the fountain to put out the flames on his body. After coughing twice and spitting out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, he looked at his exposed skin, where countless dense blisters had risen.
The repeated use of Beyonder Abilities, the drain from Mystical Items, Madness's effects on his spirituality, and his severely injured body had all combined to push him to the brink of losing control.
Sensing that his life was in imminent danger, he decided on his next move almost instantly.
Without caring whether Katie and Berris, who had been caught in the blast, were dead or alive; without caring about Capim and the girls he had kidnapped, Harras leaped out of the fountain pool